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"The above is, as we have been informed, a full and true statement of the affair which has created such an excitement throughout the country."
The reader will see that the article appears as an editorial--another evidence that it is "conscience that doth make cowards of us all."
Should Mr. King ever see this little book, and wonder how I found him out, I will simply inform him that I chanced to be in the neighborhood of the Journal Office, when he went in with his piece; and further, I have the guarantee of the Editor.
I now subjoin an extract of a note which I received from Miss King, on the afternoon of February the 12th:--
"Fulton, Friday Morning, Feb. 11th.
"Professor Allen,-- "Dearest and best-loved Friend:--
"I am much better this morning; and if I could only see you for a few hours, I am sure I should be quite well again. I have been trying to persuade father to let me go to Syracuse this morning and see you, but he thinks my health is not in a state to admit of it now, but has promised me faithfully that I may meet you at Loguens, on Tuesday of next week.
"Professor--When I saw that article in the '_Syracuse Journal_,' holding you up in such a ridiculous light, and laboring to make such false impressions upon the mind of the public, my soul was on fire with indignation.
"I need not tell you again that I love you, for you know that I do; yes, and I always shall until life's troubled waters cease their flow.
"All communications that I receive from, or send to, you, _are read by father_; for I am a prisoner, yes, a prisoner; and when you write to me--if you should before I see you--_you must say nothing but what you are willing to have seen_. I shall manage to send this note without having it seen by any one.
"When I see you, I will tell you how much I have suffered since I saw you last, and how much I still suffer.
"Ever yours, "Mary."
[The italicising of the above is my own.]
This little note was the only communication which I had received from Fulton, containing any account of the doings of the King family, since the letter written to me by Miss King, announcing that our engagement must be broken. Though short, it was satisfactory. It a.s.sured me that Miss King,--though she could be persecuted--could not be crushed.
About the same time that I received the above note from Miss King, I also received the following from Rev. Timothy Stowe, of Peterboro', New York. How much I valued this friendly epistle coming, as it did, from one of the most devoted Christians in America, it is not possible for me to say:--
"Peterboro', February 8th, 1853.
"Dear Brother Allen:--
"I see by the papers, that you have been shamefully mobbed at Fulton. I write to let you know that there are some in the world who will not join the mult.i.tude who are trying to overwhelm you with prejudice.
"Now do not be cast down. You, I trust, are not the man to cower at such a moment. Do not be afraid to stand up your whole length in defence of your own rights.
"Come and visit us without delay. Consider my house your home while here.
"Brother Smith sends you his love. Brother Remington wishes me to say that you have his confidence, and that he is your friend.
"Yours with kindest regards, "TIMOTHY STOWE."
CHAPTER VI.
BRIGHTENING UP.--GRAND RESULT.
According to the intimation in the note received from Miss King dated Feb. 11th, she met me--not however as she expected on Tuesday--but, on Wednesday of next week in Syracuse: and at the house of a friend whose memory we hold in the highest reverence.
The interview, as the parents and relatives of Miss King understood it, was to be held to the intent that Miss King might then and there in person, and by "word" more effectually than she could possibly do by writing, absolve herself from all engagement, obligation or intention whatsoever to marry me--now, hereafter, or evermore. This was their construction of the matter, and it was in the light of this construction that they essayed to grant the request--the granting of which Miss King made the condition on which she proposed to yield up her sacred right.
That the King family--determined as they were, law or no law, justice or no justice, Christianity or no Christianity; in short, at all events and all hazards, to prevent our union--should have granted this interview to Miss King convicts them of as great imbecility and folly as was their persecution of their victim. But so it is, the innocent shall not only not be cut down, but they who practice unrighteousness shall themselves be overtaken.
But to the interview. I should be glad to describe my feelings on first meeting Miss King after she had pa.s.sed through that fiery furnace of affliction. But I desist. The "engagement," I have already said, displayed a moral heroism which no one can comprehend who has not been in America, but the pa.s.sage through was more than sublime.
She related to me the events of the two preceding weeks as she had known them to transpire in her own family, and as she had heard of them as transpiring in the village. I cannot write the details. It chills my blood to think of them. The various letters published in this narrative will suffice to give the reader some idea of things as they were; while the hundreds of things which cannot be written and which, because of their littleness are the more faithful exponents of meanness, must be left to the reader to imagine as best he can. I say as best he can, since no Englishman can imagine the thing precisely as it was.
She was reviled, upbraided, ridiculed, tormented; and by some, efforts were made to bribe her into the selling of her conscience. What the vilest and most vulgar prejudices could suggest were hurled at both our devoted heads. Letters were not permitted to be received or sent without their being first inspected by the parents. And finally she was imprisoned after the manner set forth in the letter of Mr. Porter. So rigid was the surveillance that her sister was also put under the same "regimen," because her sympathies were with the persecuted and not the persecutors.
When we met, therefore, we were not long in determining what was our duty. And now, Reader, what would you have done? Just what we did--no doubt. Made up your mind to have sacrificed nothing upon the altar of a vulgar prejudice. Such was the nature of the demand--would it not have been base to have yielded?
We concluded that now, more than ever, we would obey our heart's convictions, though all the world should oppose us; that, come what would, we would stand by each other, looking to Heaven to bless us, and not to man, for either smiles or favor.
We were resolved, but there was a difficulty yet. Determined to exercise our G.o.d-given rights, we were still overpowered by the physical force of the whole community. An open declaration by either party of our resolve would have been not less than consummate madness. To exercise our rights, therefore, not as we _would_ but as we _could_, was the only hope left us.
We resolved to marry and flee the Country. Miss King returned to Fulton; after remaining there a week or ten days she went to Pennsylvania _ostensibly_ to teach in a school. We corresponded by means of a third person; and my arrangements being made, we met in New York City, on March 30th, according to appointment; were married immediately and left for Boston. In Boston, we remained ten days, keeping as quiet as possible, in the family of a beloved friend, and on the 9th of April, took pa.s.sage for Liverpool.
Since our arrival in this Country, we have received several American papers. The following Article is from one of the Western New York papers, which is but a specimen of the articles published by all the pro-slavery papers throughout the land on the announcement of the marriage, shows that the flight to England completed the victory. To have remained to be killed would have been fun to be relished. But public sentiment abroad--ah, that is another thing, and not so pleasant to be thought of:--
"PROF. ALLEN IS MARRIED"
"MARRIED.--In New York city, March 30th, by Rev. Thomas Henson, Professor WILLIAM G. ALLEN, of Mc. Grawville, N. Y., and Miss MARY E. KING, of Fulton, N. Y., daughter of Rev. Lyndon King, of Fulton.
"We expected as much. We were liberally abused for our discountenance of this marriage, and charged with wilfully falsifying facts, because we insisted that this affair was in contemplation, and would yet go off.
_Prof._ Allen denied it, and others thought that they had the most positive a.s.surance from his statements that the amalgamation wedding was a fiction. But now, after he and his white brethren have liberally impugned our motives, charged falsehood upon us, and made solemn a.s.severations designed to make the public believe that no such thing was in contemplation, in two brief months, the thing is consummated, with all the formality of a religious observance, and this unholy amalgamation is perpetrated before high Heaven and a.s.serted among men.
"_Prof._ ALLEN and his fair bride are now in Europe. It is well they should emigrate, to show admiring foreigners the beauties of American abolitionism. Let them attend the receptions of the d.u.c.h.ess of Sutherland, the soirees of English agitators, and the orgies of Exeter Hall. Let GEO. THOMPSON introduce them as the first fruits of his _philanthropic_ labors in America. Let them travel among the starveling English operatives, who would gladly accept slavery if a.s.sured of a peck of corn each week; let them wander among European serfs, whose life, labor, and virtue are the sport of despots, compared to whom the crudest slave driver is an angel--and there proclaim their 'holy alliance.' If the victims of English and Continental tyranny do not turn their backs, disgusted with the foul connection, their degradation must be infinitely greater than we had supposed."